Looks like a museum of crap. Large, lifeless illustrative art surrounded by lots of empty space. Of course, I'm sure the artist has found some lame way to pretend this is all planned in some pseudo-intellectual way.

(Three of us did that in film school once. We randomly assembled pieces of film and then made up some bullshit about how it symbolized the chaos of modern life. The teacher went along.)

So many artists and curators insist on mounting exhibitions in ways that manipulate patrons as part of the "experience" without considering that aging eyes don't deal well with harsh light and that inducing nausea, tripping migraines or seizures isn't exactly conducive to art appreciation.